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Coronach
by Sir Walter Scott Coronach by Sir Walter Scott He is gone on the mountain, He is lost to the forest, Like a summer-dried fountain, When our need was the sorest. The f http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Scott/coronach.htm Gathering Song of Donald the Black by Sir Walter Scott Gathering Song of Donald the Black by Sir Walter Scott Pibroch of Donuil Dhu Pitbroch of Donuil Wake thy wild voice anew, Summon Clan Conuil. Come a http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Scott/gathering_song_of_donald_the_black.htm Lochinvar by Sir Walter Scott Lochinvar by Sir Walter Scott O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west, Through all the wide Border his steed was the best; And save his good broa http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Scott/lochinvar.htm The Rover by Sir Walter Scott The Rover by Sir Walter Scott ‘A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for win http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Scott/the_rover.htm |
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| Shakespeare |
Ariel's Songs
by William Shakespeare Ariel's Songs by William Shakespeare (i) Come unto these yellow sands, And then take hands: Curtsied when you have, and kissed The wild waves whist, http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Shakespeare/ariel's_songs.htm |
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| Shelley |
Ode to a Skylark
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Ode to a Skylark by Percy Bysshe Shelley Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert - That from Heaven or near it Pourest thy full heart In p http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Shelley/ode_to_a_skylark.htm Ode to the West Wind by Percy Bysshe Shelley Ode to the West Wind by Percy Bysshe Shelley I O Wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Shelley/ode_to_the_west_wind.htm Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: 'Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert . . . http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Shelley/ozymandias.htm The Mask of Anarchy by Percy Bysshe Shelley The Mask of Anarchy Written on the occasion of the massacre at Manchester. by Percy Bysshe Shelley As I lay asleep in Italy There came a voice from http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Shelley/the_mask_of_anarchy.htm |
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| Skelton |
How the Doughty Duke of Albany...
by John Skelton How the Doughty Duke of Albany like a Coward Knight ran away shamefully with an Hundred Thousand Tratling Scots and Fainthearted Frenchmen, beside t http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Skelton/how_the_doughty_duke_of_albany___.htm Philip Sparrow by John Skelton Philip Sparrow by John Skelton PLA ce bo! Who is there, who? Di le xi! Dame Margery, Fa, re, my, my. Wherefore and why, why? For the soul of Philip http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Skelton/philip_sparrow.htm The Requiem Mass by John Skelton The Requiem Mass by John Skelton Lauda, anima mea, Dominum! To weep with me look that ye come All manner of birdės in your kind; See none be le http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Skelton/the_requiem_mass.htm |
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| Southey |
Gooseberry-Pie
by Robert Southey Gooseberry-Pie by Robert Southey A PINDARIC ODE 1 Gooseberry-Pie is best. Full of the theme, O Muse, begin the song! What though the sunbeams of the http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Southey/gooseberry-pie.htm The Battle of Bleinheim by Robert Southey The Battle of Blenheim by Robert Southey 1 It was a summer evening, Old Kaspar's work was done, And he before his cottage door Was sitting in the su http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Southey/the_battle_of_bleinheim.htm The Ebb Tide by Robert Southey The Ebb Tide by Robert Southey Slowly thy flowing tide Came in, old Avon! scarcely did mine eyes, As watchfully I roam'd thy green-wood side, Percei http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Southey/the_ebb_tide.htm The Inchcape Rock by Robert Southey The Inchcape Rock by Robert Southey An older writer mentions a curious tradition which may be worth quoting. ‘By east the Isle of May', says he, ‘tw http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Southey/the_inchcape_rock.htm The Old Man's Comforts by Robert Southey The Old Man's Comforts by Robert Southey AND HOW HE GAINED THEM You are old, Father William the young man cried, The few locks which are left you ar http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Southey/the_old_man's_comforts.htm |
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| Spenser |
Prothalamion
by Edmund Spenser Prothalamion by Edmund Spenser Calm was the day, and through the trembling air Sweet-breathing Zephyrus did softly play― A gentle spirit, that http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Spenser/prothalamion.htm The Bower of Bliss by Edmund Spenser The Bower of Bliss From The Faerie Queene by Edmund Spenser Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, Of all that mote delight a daintie eare, Su http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Spenser/the_bower_of_bliss.htm Whilst it is Prime by Edmund Spenser Whilst it is Prime by Edmund Spenser Fresh Spring, the herald of love's mighty king, In whose cote-armour richly are displayed All sorts of flowers, http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Spenser/whilst_it_is_prime.htm |
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| Swift |
A Description of the Morning
by Jonathan Swift A Description of the Morning by Jonathan Swift Now hardly here and there a Hackney-coach Appearing, show'd the ruddy morn's approach. Now Betty from http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Swift/A Description of the Morning.htm verses on the death of Dr Swift by Jonathan Swift Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift, D.S.P.D. by Jonathan Swift Occasioned by reading a Maxim in Rochefoucauld. As Rochefoucauld his Maxim drew From na http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Swift/verses_on_the_death_of_dr_swift.htm |
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| Swinburne |
A Forsaken Garden
by Algernon Charles Swinburne A Forsaken Garden by Algernon Charles Swinburne In a coign of the cliff between lowland and highland, At the sea-down's edge between windward and le http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Swinburne/a_forsaken_garden.htm The Garden of Proserpine by Algernon Charles Swinburne The Garden of Proserpine by Algernon Charles Swinburne Here, where the world is quiet ; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds' and spent waves' r http://www.withinweb.com/thesitemapper/classical_poets/Swinburne/the_garden_of_proserpine.htm |
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